We reached the plane which was going to take us to somewhere cold as Tristan had said.
A huge symbol of Knight's Interprises writen on it.
As we reached the stairs, Tristan picked me up in his arms.
"Woah!" I yelped.
He climbed the stairs, with people following him behind with bags and guns. I choose to ignore the guns as always. This is how his life is and I have choosed to accept him as he is, or atleast I am trying too.
The stairs stopped to a lobby followed by a luxurious cabin with a huge round sofa, with a table, a built-in Tv, and counters of food.
The men behind us quickly entered a room behind the cabin and dissappeared. Flight attendants, who were thankfully males, and will not try to throw themselves on my husband, closed the doors and asked if we needed anything.
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